Stu Odell - now at Video Post & Transfer in Dallas and Martie Kretchmar - now VP at Fox/National Geographic Cable were class-mates with some other folks I knew at (I think it was) First Class Communications in OKC in the '80's. It was a cram school to get your "First Phones". I think both either got Second Class tickets instead or both later got "First's". Neither ever used them but it got them jobs! Can anyone rememberwhat a Second ticket entitled you to do then? Dean Jenkins - aka Dean Kelly also was one of several KWGS classmatesthat got his First - seems like a lot ofradio stations in the '70's wanted "boss jocks" but they had to have that First ticket to do xmitr duty!

From TU days - I also remember some scandal about a cram school in Dallas having issued pencils or pens with answers inserted inside - for First Phone test's in the '70's.

Recalling WDGN - my high school station - friend Will Sperling - now a long-time Chicago area cop and another guy (whom I can't remember) were "little brothers" of friends when I was a H.S. senior.

They got their First Phones in Chicago at age 15 and were the youngest kids for a while to hold one. No cram school for them - they were math whizzes and just remembered it all or used that slide rule to make the equations work. Radio was fun for them!

I never got my 3rd Class license till at KWGS - duh!

I met Raymond Gram Swing's daughter, Sally, many years ago at a model U.N. or other such program. She was simply Sally Swing, so I guess the Gram's didn't translate to the next generation.

I have one on the air tongue twister that still gives me fits, for some reason. During election coverage in 1972, there was a bridge in Southeast Georgia that collapsed when hit by a barge. The bridge was name for poet Sidney Lanier.

For some reason, I just couldn't get "Sidney Lanier Bridge" out. It kept coming out "Sidley Nanier Bridge" or worse. Finally, I gave up and started calling it "the route 27 bridge over the Ogeechee River" or whatever. I still can't say "Sidney Lanier Bridge," even with Nixon out of the White House.

"Mutual's distinguished authority on foreign affairs" was introduced in World War Two days as Raymond GRAM (not Graham) Swing. Swing had married a feminine-rights advocate named Betty Gram, who apparently agreed to take Swing's name if he took hers. Many years later, when they divorced, he tried hard to go back to just "Raymond Swing," but too many people had become used to the "GRAM" in his name.

On nights of his MBS sponsorship, the announcer proudly declaimed, "More men have enjoyed White Owls than any other cigar ever made in the United States!" Somebody certainly listened to him; White Owl sales went 'way up. This acceptance despite his quiet and careful delivery in contrast to what passed for news reporting in other places. By the way, he ended his career ghost writing for Ed Murrow. You can look it all up.

I got my First Phone 27 years ago this month. And I haven't taken a single transmitter reading, my entire career. How'd that happen?

Here's a tang-tungler: I'm a little sheet slitter, I slit sheets; I'm the best little sheet slitter who ever slit sheets.

Also: I fella smart fella, I fella smart. Say that a few times real fast. (My daughter came up with a variation - I fella smart fella, I fell asleep)

My original Third Class license with the broadcast endorsement, circa 1967, is hanging on the wall of the office at home. Visitors sometimes wonder what horrible act I did to get it stamped "CANCELLED" in big block letters. (Boring answer: Renewed it. They returned the old blue one along with a shiny new, salmon-colored one.)

It was more than just a piece of paper back then (stop scoffing, 1st ticket-holders! It was a little more.) You had to take transmitter readings every half-hour, which was useful to the extent of knowing if the Continental 1kw teapot was going to blow up on your or not.

No code was involved, which is why I never got any further, and was stuck in the "Novice" Ham radio ranks. I just couldn't take code faster than a "friendly" 5 wpm. Now I hear that not even the military requires radio operators (they usedta be "radiomen") to know Morse. Another dead art that I had some little profieciency in, like keypunch.

The "third ticket" also got you into the presence of the FCC field engineering office at least once every five years, a mixed blessing to be sure.

They don't have licenses for executives, which, on balance, is probably a good thing, even though it'd be cool to have something to frame and hang on the office wall.

Tongue twisters? I knew a dangerous one as a youth that tripped up more than a few who dared try it: "I'm not a fig plucker, nor a fig plucker's son, but I'll pluck figs 'til the fig plucker comes." A variation was "I'm not a pheasant plucker, nor a pheasant plucker's son, but I'll go on plucking pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes."

One that looks easy on paper, but still gives me trouble is an old Southwest Airlines promotion: "FRIENDS FLY FREE". I dare anyone here to say that one five times in five seconds.

Bringing up Mike Naifeh reminded me of a little jam session we played one night. There was some old drunk in the room that had a bug stuck somewhere in his anatony. Not a nice guy to be around.

During the course of the gig, Mike picks up an acoustic guitar and starts singing a Bob Dylan tune that must have 90 verses in it. He starts closing in on the drunk's table, playing wilder and faster with each verse. Mike chased this guy out of the building, across the parking lot, and almost two blocks down the street. Still playing that song!

When the drunk finally disappeared into the back streets, Mike turns around and heads back for the club, still playing that damn song!

He played the last verse of this tune as he was re-entering the club and walking back on the bandstand.

I got a good laugh out of that one...ah, the power of music.

Proudly, I went to get my license in Dallas, back when radio announcers had to have one, and I got on the elevator with a bunch of guys with slide rulers and pocket protectors. One guy, with his glasses taped together with adhesive tape, asked me what I was testing for and I told him a 3rd class. They all laughed hysterically, announcing they were going for their 1st class.

I knew that announcers were paid a little less than the janitors but what about a little respect? No? Ok.

Mike Naifeh was one hilarious guy and an amazing drummer. I remember him singing Knockin' on Heaven's Door with the chorus "knockin' on Jesse's door"...an ode to Jesse Jackson back when he was running for President, at a Club One jam night. Mike was very supportive of one of my bands that used to play a lot of King Crimson, Todd Rundgren and XTC tunes...not the preferred set list of most Tulsa bar owners/flies. He truly was one of the great Tulsa musicians.

True, most bar owners/flies have earthier tastes...some barflies wind up tasting earth anyway.

I started in high school as a techie at Downers Grove, IL High School North in '66 or '67.

WDGN was a carrier current AM then we applied and got an FM license for WDGN-FM. Before the transmitter came along - we used the school's wired P.A. system as an antenna and kicked out about 3 watts of AM power - just enough to be heard in study halls and less than a block from school. They have a webpage but it is inaccurate - claiming 50 years of radio service at WDGN - that's wrong.

I was inspired by John Doremus and scads of Chicago voices. Wanted to work at WBBM News Radio 78 when they started that format.

Alas puberty was not kind to me - my voice is high and squeaky still at age 50 and several times telemarketers have thought I was a woman!

Gimme a sinus infection any day and my vocal cords get glugged up and I have - for short period of time - a deeper voice.

In my old age now too - have a recurring throat condition that is a tad scarey at times when breathin'and talkin' too much.

But I can sight read copy as well as anyone.

So dammit -that's how I got into TV work.....

But I went to TU because it was "a good radio school" and I then had hopes of being a dulcet toned announcer....

Yes, Mike Naifeh the drummer would be the one of which I typed. My high school sweetheart and dear friend for the rest of his life. I bought him a Red Sovine tape once. He was quite partial to hooting over "Teddy Bear". So, who is your brother?

Alan Ransom. So happens "Teddy Bear" is what "Red" emoted on my tape.

It would be interesting to hear stories about how people decided to become announcers.

My early attraction to becoming a radio announcer started in the 1930s and 40s when listening to radio. To be an announcer seemed so exciting. And, to become a newsman appeared to be the ultimate. I was enthralled when listening to the great newsmen like Ed Murrow, H.V. Kaltenborn, Raymond Graham Swing, Gabriel Heatter, George Hicks, Charles Collingwood, and Lowell Thomas; hearing the top announcers like Ben Grauer, James Fassett, Bill Goodman, Kenny Delmar and Harry Von Zell; being held in rapt attention by the great narrators and story tellers like Alexander Scourby, Marvin Miller, William Conrad, and Myron McCormick; and envying the work of Tulsa announcers and newsmen like Frank Simms, Walter Teas, Cy Tuma, Doc Hull, Jack Morris, Ed Neibling, Dick Campbell, Karl Janssen, Glenn Condon, Greg Chancellor and Harlan Judkins.

In Jr. High School, when confronted with the fact that my fastball and change-up were the same speed, I had to switch my future plans from being a professional baseball pitcher to becoming a radio announcer. I had been started in that direction in the second grade, when an aunt gave me my first “expression” lesson, as speech lessons were known as then. (This apparently was one step evolved from elocution lessons of previous decades.) Since that time I had been involved in school plays and assemblies.

Tulsa public schools provided great opportunities in speech. Starting in the third grade, we had “auditorium” classes. My Horace Mann Junior High speech teacher, Hurst Swiggart, encouraged me and gave me instructions on speech techniques. From there it was on to the magic days at Central High with Isabelle Ronan. The CHS weekly program “Experimental Theater of the Air” and the work on KVOO Day focused my interests on entering the broadcasting field. Seeing the successes of Central grads Moody Seibert, Jim Ruddle, and Charles Conner---all KVOO Scholarship winners---showed me the path to follow.

Fellow speech student and classmate Wally Renegar would hang around various stations, particularly KVOO, and befriend the announcers. When a junior at Central, Wally brought us some discarded commercials and news service stories from KVOO. What treasures! We divided them up and took them home. I would take mine, go into the big, walk-in closet in my bedroom, shut the door, turn on the light, and deliver my “newscast,” including my own commercials. (It was a small station.) Even during the hottest summer months, when the Oklahoma sun was baking us inside our non-air-conditioned house, I would take my daily steam baths inside that closet, with perspiration dripping onto the copy that I would read to my imaginary audience.

I also read books about radio production and announcing. One curious thing I found was advice about how to develop the deep, mellifluous voice that was so desirous in announcers at that time. One author’s advice was to repeat over and over, “Bob did go. Bob did go,” in order to develop the lower register. To me, a young male whose speech was just barely past the pubescent voice-breaking days, any advice was welcome if I could sound like those mystic men of the airwaves. Consequently, “Bob did go” was added to the Associated Press and local commercials in my closet radio station.

Whether “Bob did go” and the rest helped or not in my quest to be an announcer, I don’t know, but the time spent in my closet radio station certainly kept my pores clean.

Well, regarding those tongue twisters, Ms. Doris Niles, speech and drama guru at Will Rogers High also spent an entire week forcing those things on us. Must have been part of the curriculum for TPS. Anyways, if any of y'all remember Mike Naifeh, it was quite a hoot hearing him recite those things. Ahh, good ole school daze.

Mike Naifeh, the drummer? My bro played in a band with him. He once treated himself to the Red Sovine impersonation I had on my answering machine at the time.

On the subject of tongue twisting, Donna Nance, who was our drama teacher at Nathan Hale High School made us do Theopolis Thistle also. Here are a couple from her to bend your diaphragm:

Good blood, bad blood,
red leather, yellow leather

and who could forget:

What ta to do to die today at a minute or two till two.
A thing distinctly hard to say but harder still to do.
They'll beat a tattoo at twenty till two
with a ratt-a-tatta-tatta-tatta-tatoo
and the dragon will come when he hears the drum
at a minute or two till two till two,
at a minute or two till two.

and finally:

sixth sheik's sixth sheep's sick

KOME, in the mid-forties, had an afternoon call-in contest, a "name that tune" sort of thing, with the prize a ticket to the Majestic theater. I used to listen during summer vacation. The tunes were ridiculously easy to identify, and the only problem was getting a call through before anyone else. I solved this, by simply dialing KOME's number as soon as they said "Here's today's tune," or some variation of that. Nine times out of ten, the call would be answered as the first bars of the song were being played, and, since they were so readily identifiable, it was a fish-in-a-barrel situation. I got to enjoy a lot of air conditioning that way.

Frank Morrow's note reminds me that Miss Ronan had another tongue-twister that was fun to play with:

"Theophilus Thistle, the successful thistle sifter, while sifting a sieve full of unsifted thistles, thrust three thousand thistles through the thick of his thumb. See that thou, in sifting unsifted thistles, thrust not three thousand thistles through the thick of thy thumb. Success to the successful thistle sifter."

Work on it.

I wonder if any one out there ever won a radio or TV contest? Besides winning tickets and t-shirts by being the first caller, I won KRMG's Buddy Holly impersonation contest and then I won tickets to Al Hirt by playing the trumpet over the radio via phone. However, the contest I remember best is the one I lost.

In 1970, KAKC was going to give a thousand dollars (an awful lot back then) to the first caller to hear the word "boat". During a news broadcast I heard the newscaster hesitating a bit and I thought, "This is it!"

I quickly dialed up and, shor'nuff, just as he said the word "boat", I hit the last button and the phone rang.

"Hello?" a lady answered. "I heard it!" I shouted. "Heard what?" she responded. "The word! I heard the word boat!" I yelled excitedly.

I am not real bright, but after a few moments it finally dawned on me I had misdialed. The poor lady probably wondered what other words made me call up perfect strangers and start babbling like an idiot.

Ha!

Funny you should mention it...I won a CD on "The Wave", KRSC-FM, 91.3 while out driving after a run at LaFortune Park this evening. My first time was in 1962, winning a whole KELi Dollar.

HoHo's little Boston Terrier was called Jeannie. Jeannie didn't really know any tricks, but she was always up for a game of Tug of War with HoHo.

I see it took all of 12 minutes for Randy to get an answer to his query.

I was wondering if anyone could tell me the name of HoHo's little dog. It has been driving me nuts and I can't find anything on the web.

I don't think you would call this a slip of the tongue in the sense of identifying a station with a previous employer, but I remember that KOTV used a variety of part-time announcers (saving money, no doubt) in the early days. One of these was a well-meaning (probably) Central lad when Britain's Queen Elizabeth was crowned in 1953. Satellite delivery of the coverage was still in the future, so the network showed films several hours later when aircraft could deliver then.

Carried away by several hours of Britain's pomp and ceremony, this misguided soul opened his mike for a break and said, "This is KOTV, London."

A rating I remember seeing back when those things started up was "M" for Mature audiences. Later this was supplanted by the ubiquitous "R". I remember watching "Night of Dark Shadow" backed with "Fearless Vampire Killers" at the 11th St. Drive-In and for my birthday present the year I turned 13, my folks broke down and took us back to the 11th St. to see "Enter the Dragon"...my first "R" movie. I was the envy of Troop 81.

The Continental Theatre showed one of the first "mainstream" X pictures, "The Stewardesses" (in 3D), to sell-out crowds in 1970. The X rating was more of a come-on than a warning.

Did you know that the Continental Theatre had identical twins in Oklahoma City and Denver?

A personal experience with the 1974 3D movie, "Andy Warhol's 'Frankenstein'", is recalled on the Tulsa Film and Cinema page. Official "The Stewardesses" site ("R" rated).

This item was featured on Boing Boing, 5/4/2005.

Speaking of tongue twisters, Miss Isabelle Ronan, the sainted Central High speech teacher, could do one that no one else could say---and she could say it fast.

"When Caesar ceaseth seizing, the sea ceaseth seething."

I've never been able to make it through unless I say it veeerrry slowly, and even then I usually screw it up.

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I think the older ALL of us get - the more tongue-tied we be.

I am working on a videoconference on "Faith-Based Initiatives". Say that fast and it comes out Fay Spaced Initiatives - trust me - I have. What types out find may not come from a human's mouth the same!

Remember the old announcer gaffe on "This week on the British Hit list on the BBC..." - which sounded like you were really on the British sh*t list if said too fast.....

Re Frank Morrow's posting. I suspect you hit most of us with that common goof. I was always on guard against it when I first changed stations. It would get past me long after a change. I'd been gone from Tulsa for six or seven years, working for a country radio station in San Diego, when I came out of a net program with "This is KVOO-TV, Channel Two in Tulsa."

I wonder how many of the old radio announcers ever did this? When I would move to a new station, at some time during the initial days while giving a station break, I almost invariably would give the call letters of the previous station. Consequently, after I had been weekend man for a few weeks at KTUL, followed by being a summer replacement at the KTUL-owned station in Fort Smith---both CBS affiliates---the KAKC listeners heard, “This is your friendly Columbia station………(pause)…uh…KAKC.”

Conversely, upon moving back to KTUL full-time after a year in the basement of the rodent-infested Coliseum, the Boulder-on-the-Park listeners heard, “This is KAKC, Tulsa.”

By the time I moved on to KRMG four years later, I considered myself a veteran. I was very proud that KRMG were the only call letters I uttered on the air.

Someone told me Junior Stane still works at Channel 2 occasionally. I can't believe it. I remember he worked in engineering ages ago and he seemed like an old timer even then. A true country boy, he would stand around smoking his pipe and scratching his head, trying to "figger out" that dad-gum new color camera. He wasn't a good button pusher but on slow evenings he would sit at the audio board while the audio man went out to eat before news time. Just a station break. Junior would usually leave the pot open and take a nap.

The story goes that Junior was on the audio board one evening around Easter and for some reason the audio man couldn't make it back for the newscast and Junior had to do it. Junior was nervous and didn't know where anything was but he just opened all the pots and hoped for the best. And then a news photographer came running by on his way to projection with some dripping wet film of the Chandler Park Easter Pageant. He yelled at Junior to get up some music and Junior almost swallowed his pipe. With shaking hands he pulled an LP from the bin marked "Easter Music." Then the film rattled through the projector and the director took it. There was the sorrowful picture of Jesus carrying his cross to Calvary. And in the background Gene Autry sang "Here Comes Peter Cottontail."

Good one!

Nice write up on the Tractors in the Spot on Good Friday. Besides some having some internationally known favorites on their new CD, Fast Girl, they also feature a lot of Tulsa talent, including Teddy Jack on guitar and Leon Russell.

Look closely at the back page credits and you will see the name G.Ailard S.Artain, along with folks like my brother, Jerry Burch and nephew, David, and many other Tulsa recognizables.

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(The interior of the cruiser can be seen full-size in TTM Photo Album 3...webmaster)

I don't know the whole history of the VideoCruiser, but as far as I know it was KOTV's first truck. The photos are circa 1968. In this picture it was setup for a remote from one of the Tulsa churches on Sunday morning that KOTV did for many years.

The VideoCruiser cameras were two RCA TK-10's (circa 1949) which had been transistorized by George Jacobs, Director of Engineering for Corinthian Broadcasting which owned KOTV (George's office and lab was at KOTV.) Neil Willits was the Technical Director for the VideoCruiser.

The equipment was old, but all kept in fine operating condition by KOTV engineers like Neal, and, in particular, E.C. 'Chan' Allen.

The equipment picture shows, in the upper left, the power supply and controls for an RCA TTR-1B, 7-GHz microwave transmitter with audio subcarrier unit. The gray panels in top center with meters are 'Corinthinan' Camera Control Units (CCU's), designed by George Jacobs and manufactured at KOTV, for solid-state operation of the TK-10's (and other RCA B&W broadcast cameras). These solid state CCU's, replaced and improved all video processing functions of the old RCA field CCU's (7 in. CRT, 3 in scope) directly below.

At the left side of the operating position is a 4-channel RCA BA-6 microphone mixer and OP-6 amplifier for audio.

On the far right is an RCA TS-30, 6-input field switcher, you can see the fader handle to the right of the buttons.

Just left of switcher is an RCA TM-5 Master Monitor, which, incidentally, was designed by George Jacobs in the mid-40's when he worked at the RCA factory in Camden NJ. Below on the floor are three RCA field power supplies, each providing regulated 280 volts DC at one ampere, for all the tubes. Mounted on the right wall are two cases that contain an RCA TG-1 field sync generator with about 60 tubes. The lower section includes a built-in 2 inch oscilloscope for setup.

Speaking of Lafayette Radio Electronics yet again, you can see old catalogs and more with this search at eBay. I vividly remember the 1965 catalog with Telstar on the cover.

It's great to hear Mr. Woodward's golden pipes again. I think somebody needs to get the request line open quickly!

When I was a small pup, American Airlines threw an Employee's Christmas party at the Civic Center. This show sported a circus and a full orchestra. And right in the middle of the show, out came Lee and Lionel! After a bit of humor, Lee stepped in front of the band and started singing some of the finest music you ever heard.

He hasn't lost his touch!

Mr. Bagsby himself will be performing at this year's Mayfest. We'll keep you posted (see the Bulletin Board).

We really enjoyed Lee's tune. Thank you! Next time, do a duet with Lionel.

Playing catch-up here (re) Rex Brinlee, my uncle Bill Bliss was Ass't DA in Cherokee County when Rexie Boy went on his "run". Blew my uncle, myself, and my cousin out into the backyard. My uncle was in his truck, Angie and I were playing with our "Suzie HomeMaker" ovens out in the garage. Boy that Rexie, what a guy.

Fortunately, we all survived. My uncle was hospitalized for a while, and Angie and I walked around with ringing ears and embedded glass for a couple of weeks.

Next, HEY DON DUCA! Long Time. Didn't you used to manage or own Magicians Theatre? I wondered whatever happened to all the old "Theatre Crowd" I see Ron Harry around and about every few years. I think Cookie is still tending bar somewhere...

Hmmmm OK, well, later, all you good folks. Oh yeah, wasn't the guy that sang Kansas City on Horn Bros. named HANK KILLION and his Country Gentlemen or something????

"I survived Rex Brinlee's run and all I got was this lousy license plate." Quite a story, Becca, thanks.

Be sure to check out the main page (or the Lee & Lionel main page) for a Hoagy Carmichael song just recorded by Lee Woodward and presented to you in RealAudio. This is a by-product of our discussion of reel to reel tape recorders, so you never know where comments here in the Guestbook may lead!

Under "History", there is a very readable biography of Hoagy Carmichael at Hoagy.com.

I have a mid-70s Maria Muldaur album on which Hoagy duets his standard, "Old Rocking Chair".

In Ian Fleming's first book, "Casino Royale", we learned that James Bond resembles Hoagy Carmichael (perhaps as he appeared in the Bogart/Bacall movie, "To Have Or Have Not").

I was born in Tulsa in 1957 so I was the perfect age for MR ZING & TUFFY - and it didn't hurt anything for my reputation that my sister Collie (16 years older than I) was dating Mr. Zing himself! They remained great friends until the end...

This made me very popular at school to be seen at events where Mr. Zing, Tuffy & Shaggy would appear. I have a couple of pictures to contribute if you would like.

I lost my dear sister last year on her birthday. For the ol' station people, Wayne and Tom in particular, I do have a tribute site posted to Colleen's memory. It is at www.geocities.com/colliepat.

Allen, my sympathy to you. That is a difficult loss. Collie Crook was a well-known Tulsa Realtor. Try Tuffy here and Shaggy here.

Yes, we'd be happy to see your pictures...send them on!

NewsNow 53 is also a Cox cable channel provided by KWTV in OKC. They started it in about '95. More of a connection between the two Griffin stations.

For all you stormtrackers, we may be getting some video of the '75 tornado pretty soon...

Saturday's paper had an announcement of "News Now 53", a Cox cable channel that, starting May 1, will simulcast KOTV's local broadcasts, then repeat them until the next live broadcast.

Do you remember a cool, existential 1965 NBC show entitled, "Run For Your Life", starring Ben Gazzara as Paul Bryan, a man who had one year to live, or two?

I recall seeing real-life West Coast jazz musicians such as Gerry Mulligan on the show. Music was by Pete Rugolo, who also scored "The Fugitive" (another Roy Huggins-produced show with a similar concept), and was an arranger for Stan Kenton and June Christy.

5/31/2010: From "Our Man in Limbo"

Here is a truly excellent article by Ed Robertson about Run For Your Life, plus the opening of the show in .wav format, so it will work on WebTV.

6/2/2010: Show opening and closing.

1/20/2005: In Guestbook 173, see a KOTV promo brochure for "Suspense Theatre" on which the pilot episode debuted.

4/7/2008: Google Video interview with Roy Huggins, creator of  "Run For Your Life" (as well as "Maverick", "The Outsider", and many others).

Was it just me? I recall Magnacorders took only 5" reels in the old small rack space using newsroom mono machines at KWGS. We inherited them from KVOO radio and KRAV.

We had 2 STEREO (2 track) 50 pound Magnacord "portable" decks at KWGS in my tenure there - 1 was for remote use - the other permanently in the studio for lengthy show playbacks. Now they took 7" and 10" metal reels. The studio machine recorded and played at 15 ips but I think the portable did not!

Remotes could be hernia creating - the portable weighed 50 pounds....I think we often did not have a mixer for remotes and would fly 2 mics if in the old TU Student Union - then Westby Center. We ran the mics straight into the machine. Had the old Brush brand WWII type Bakelite-like headsets for monitoring so we had no sound isolation around the old ears. We had no gear bags to carry mics and cable in nor gaffer tape to tape down any cables. I think at one time there was mic cable pulled from the stage to "the booth" upstairs in the Great Hall, but TU remodeled that building so many times - it disappeared.

Glamorous radio work - NOT.

Archived Guestbook 76...a quick one.

#76 was a techie's dee-light, and we can blame it all on Lee Woodward, who started it off with a comment about reel to reel tape recorders. A mention of Lafayette Radio Electronics led to the webmaster unburdening himself about hoarding a Lafayette catalog and having owned a Knight-Kit from Allied Radio (both of which we saw.) We then heard from the Tulsa Lafayette store owner's nephew. Others quickly chimed in with their youthful electronic preoccupations.

We learned that a couple of cameramen, Ricardo Wilson and Carlos Hernandez (also seen), risked convicted bomber Rex Brinlee's fisks.

A future retrospective of Tulsa TV commercials was presented, which prompted the webmaster to capture a few images from "The Auction", a current cable Channel 19 show that is a bit light in production values. We heard a couple of stories associated with TV coverage of the Locust Grove murders back in '77.

No doubt, there is much more to come!